So because of orientation, we’re
going to have to catch up on many exciting times that happened during the week and our early arrival in Seoul.
But because this week also happened to fall on our first paycheck, we went out to a fancy dinner. It was something we’d been planning since we signed the contracts and it was most righteous.
We had none other than authentic samgyeopsal – Korean BBQ – with the most stupendous delicious beef. So tender. Like the steak Andrea’s mom makes that I would shamelessly claw my way through lines of babies, cripples, and old ladies to get a piece of first.
The BBQ wasn’t a gas stove but rather a pulldown brassy (and steampunky) hood blazing from the top as hot charcoal braised from the bottom. You can kind of see in this closeup.
The waiters all do the cooking for you so you just sit back and drink your makkali (fermented rice wine, kind of milky, kind of fizzy, and quite sweet). Because there’s no tipping here any waiter who was free dropped by which was nice. Everyone is so dang friendly here they just genuinely want to help you.
Here’s the teamwork grilled process and final outcome.
As you can imagine we were pretty much beside ourselves. Koreans eat a lot of pork but we’d been craving beef for near on a month – aka since we arrived. So we were well pleased.
To conclude the dinner, we were amused enough to find more evidence of the prevalence of the Korean drinking culture balanced on top of the toilet paper dispenser.
Never know when you’ll need to chug a soju on the quick in the ladies’…